Matthew Peel

Those Strings That Held You

Those strings that held you are not there
I cut them, swiftly, painlessly
No blood, no mess, a perfect crime
My rusted scissors did them in
And you fell, far away from the mirrored
Image of what you needed to be
Those strings that held you are not there
I erased them from beneath you
No shavings, no smears, a wonderful portrait
My own hand deleted them
And you sobbed dry tears, becoming
The very sands you sank into
Those strings that held you are not there
I ripped them off the instrument
No warp, no frayed ends, a clean tear
My power conquered them
And you sat silently, becoming
The very killer you ignored

Poem Submitted: Monday, January 21, 2013
Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 23, 2013

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  • Amanda Laurent (4/19/2013 12:25:00 AM)

    I love the various images you bring forth. The entire piece is enthralling and refreshingly unique. Great write!

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